Richest Mogul

Chapter 1668

Vivian had always loved reading picture books. After school, she would finish dinner and immediately curl up with a new story.

Whenever she encountered a word she didn't recognize, she would bring it to Joe or Skylar for help.

Before long, she had learned a surprising number of words.

"Let me see that," Joe said, setting aside his earlier sharp tone while discussing Carmen and Sigmund. But the moment his eyes landed on Vivian, his expression softened. Skylar couldn't help but cherish moments like these. She loved the cozy dynamic of their little family. "How about we read it together?" she suggested.

"Yes, please!" Vivian's enthusiasm was infectious.

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Wendy hadn't expected Zera to come looking for her again. This time, Zera was right outside her door.

Wendy frowned as she opened the door. "How did you even get up here?"

Zera smirked, her confidence unshaken. "I own a unit in this complex. I just asked the property manager for access."

barely concealed pride as she mentioned her

it would likely

the developer when the project launched. The apartment she lived

home for years, completely forgetting who it had originally belonged to. But now, the realization hit her hard, leaving

voice tinged with satisfaction. "When I came to you last

think he feels guilty about you? Is that why he hasn't broken up with you yet? Do

guilt toward you is the

past few days, Aiken had inexplicably stopped contacting her. When she tried

that Aiken had been swamped with work and wouldn't be able to meet

suspected Wendy had said something or worse, continued clinging to Aiken

but feel that fate was being unreasonably kind to Wendy, giving her the

close friends

Zera believed Aiken would have already cut ties with Wendy

apartment, Wendy took a deep breath, a faint pain throbbing in her lower abdomen. Days had passed, yet she couldn't

contacted him. If he wants to end things, I won't cling to him. There's no need for you to come here anymore. Whatever happens between you two is your business, not mine.

her eyes,

observed Wendy's composed demeanor. She leaned forward slightly, her tone filled with disbelief. "You really won't cling to him? After all these years of chasing Aiken, you